a seven month reflection.

seven months ago i boarded a plane and didn’t look back. now that emotions, instances and well, life, have calmed, i am able to reflect back on what has been a blinding, turbulent whirlwind, and this is what i see:

no person – whether it be a boy, friend or family member – or single life instance is worth of crumbling my esteem

i have an unruly persistence that doesn’t rest until my core life pillars (work, play, loved ones and community) are sturdily in tact

missing people that i love and being missed by those that love me is a valuable and strengthening life lesson

an adolescence of intense emotion that has evolved into a feminine maturity

a ‘life plan’ that dissolved but happily replaced with options and opportunity

a history of living for others but forgetting about myself

a family that may not truly understand me but who love me relentlessly and unconditionally

and finally, i see me. seeing me truly of the first time. and you know what, i really like what’s there and all that lays in front of me.